Текст песни Grandma's Hands - Gregory Porter , Ben l'Oncle Soul
Grandma's
hands
clapped
in
church
on
Sunday
morning.
Grandma's
hands
played
the
tambourine
so
well.
Grandma's
hands
used
to
issue
out
a
warning,
She'd
say,
"Billy
don't
you
run
so
fast,
Might
fall
on
a
piece
of
glass,
Might
be
snaked
there
in
that
grass,"
Grandma's
hands
Grandma's
hands
sooth
the
local
unwed
mother
Grandma's
hands
used
to
ache
sometimes
and
swell
Grandma's
hands
used
to
lift
her
face
and
tell
her,
She'd
say,
"Baby
Grandma
understands,
That
you
really
loved
that
man,
Put
yourself
in
Jesus'
hands."
Grandma's
Hands
Grandma's
hands
used
to
hand
me
piece
of
candy.
Grandma's
hands
picked
me
up
each
time
I
fell.
Grandma's
hands,
boy
the
really
came
in
handy
She'd
say,
" Mattie
don't
you
whip
that
boy.
What
you
want
to
spank
him
for?
He
didn't
drop
no
apple
core,"
But
I
don't
have
Grandma
anymore,
If
I
get
to
heaven
I'll
look
for
Grandma's
hands.
Oh
I
miss
you
Grandma
I
miss
you
so
much
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